Diss of the season

Who my pen and paper cause chain reaction to get your brain relaxin the’ zany actin maniac in action A brainiac in fact, son, mainly lack attraction when your just a fraction of what my tracks run my ryhmin’ skills got you climbing hills i travel through mind to your spine like siren drills I’m slimin grills of roaches with spray that disenfects twistin necks of rappers til their spinal column disconnects put this in decks and check the monologue. Keep on the groove till your in outer space without place and vanish without a trace because the only you can really do mate is ACE!!. Your position as a great mc. PERIODDTTT!!. This goes out to sgtty once again you better out with a diss track soon because I’m eating you up like spaghetti.